Going on assignments were always such a joy for him; Brine never really considered the complexities of his line of work, but enjoyed the unmitigated slaughter he could cause quite a bit. While most assassinations were subtle and took days, weeks, or perhaps months to complete, the aquatic enjoyed those assignments where he could cause as much destruction as humanely possible. The taste of blood was always delicious - hitting his tongue and triggering the more primal aspects of his personality to hunt, to ignore the pain, to completely and utterly destroy any and all targets that were in his way. Alas~ even the male barely on the cusp of adulthood seemed to be a touch... fractured due to his love of sorts.

Brine © myself.
Artwork © Maimukai